The time is hard here, for you and I love
With flesh and blood, death has won many tonight
I look to the sky and see a red dove
Red from fire, it shines, burning bright
Oh what a horrid sight, the pain of truth
I reach out my hands to stop the horrors
Everyone looks for the fountain of youth
To find the cure for all the Explorers
Death for me has not come yet, fear it’s self
I wish for help form near and far tonight
If only I had some help from an elf
Whiting for some weird light so huge and bright
The way I see the world fall in my grasps
Wish I was with you instead of here
With my last breath and a voice that sounds rasps
Thanks for listening and lending an ear
Creepy?
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